, bandannas and white tees Me without a gun dawg, unlikely You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat' Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see
the graveyard I'm the William Wallace of this shit Ayo P, Prodigy I got love for you man, I love you man You know what I'm saying, just get them unloyal
I know you're not there but I know that you love the lord And I remember when you was a little boy You used to love music And you loved to just play And
I'm battin' you down Don't you ask me what's happenin' now This ain't a re-run, niggas. see P gun I'm clappin' you clowns, what? You don't wanna touch
roots is deep you heard the bitch in you yeah i know what's beef let it cook and i pop like grease you thirsty niggers can't shot my feast ugh i still love
along Whatever I said Whatever I did I didn't mean it I just want you back for good. (want you back, want you back, want you back for good) Whenever I
can't get over it You always wanted more than life But now you don't have the appetite In a message to the troubador The world don't love you anymore
I know it's gone and there's gonna be violence (Want you to love me) I've taken as much as I'm willing to take (Want you to be) Why do you think we
it roll na', like that I love the way you work your chocha, like that You make me wanna get to know ya, like that Luvin' the way you move so sexy Mama you
Ayo 'cuz when y'all tellin' folk, about my life I don't want y'all to add nothing I don't want y'all to take nothing away I want y'all to play that thang
, yeah It doesn't make you care (make you care) Not designed to make you care (make you care) They're betting you won't care (you won't...) Place a wager
t stop it I want you to know I love you I'm talkin' to you baby I'm talkin' to you sucker I love you I love you I have a special phone number where you
I knew when I first met you that you'd be my sweetheart Swing wide your gate of love and please don't let me fall I know you're gonna love me after all
] I don't take 'em out to eat I ain't here to trick or treat I ain't trying to fix your weave I ain't heard of that!! I'm just here to train ho's
get it right, I'm still strictly lovin men Send me your love, don't ever think I don't need it Shit I got problems, can you help me out? Shout a little
I can't feel that hardcore appeal That you're screamin, baby, I'm dreamin' This ain't Christopher Williams, still some MC's got to feel one, caps I
I don't sell the most, I gotta kill the competition Don't take it personal gotta go to jail and if I come back and don't have my cash then I'm hurtin
verse I ever spitted I release I'm still apart of history I learned the key to victory, its not a mystery See I got a lotta love for what I do in life